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I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.

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Time went by and each of the girls came to the stage with their partners, the winner got cheered on, loser walked off with a snort or scowl, it was like watching a live wrestling match till Roxie realized it was her turn. She waved her hands in front of her when Kaizen dropped his gaze on her. “I-I-I don't have a partner,” she sputtered, taking a step back but met a hard push against her shoulder that made her stumbled onto the stage. She was now the center of attention as the other girls watched with curious smirks on their faces, wanting to see what made her different from them that made Alpha Oizys choose her as his champion—it was a slap to their faces; picking a human over a werewolf. “

I don't want this stupid contract anymore. "No puedes decidir nada. Yo tengo la ventaja aquí y tú simplemente estás necesitado, en la bruma estás diciendo tonterías." He said and tightened his hand around her throat. (Translation: You don't get to decide anything. I have the upper hand here and you are just needy, in the haze you are speaking nonsense.) "Sí, entonces fóllame para que pueda volver a mis sentidos." Eleanor let out again going back to her submissive form in front of him because what he said was true.